Two Arms To Hold You
Then it escalated!
Blythe and I watched American Pie through its entirety before moving onto Superbad and Eurotrip. During these movies, she fondled me a little bit; she was rubbing me along my spiky back and spending a lot of time rubbing her hands on my belly. There were a few quick grabs at my very hard penis. She even giggled as she stroked her fingertip across the very wet and sensitive tip of my penis. I had a bit of pre-cum seeping out of it when it was all over with it. I could feel my eyes rolling into the back of my head in pure ecstasy. She was kissing my head a lot, too. I honestly to this day do not know how I didn't just fuck her during the movies. There were moments where we both were making out pretty heavily, all the while she was giggling. I spent most of my time gasping and moaning out of sheer ecstasy.
When the movies ended, instead of just fucking Blythe right then and there, I commenced with my plan to make balloon animals and tease the living hell out of her. I made my straight balloon (yeah, I couldn’t twist the damn thing into an animal to save my hedgehog ass) rub up against her pussy, and I had the biggest smile doing it, too.
She felt what I was doing and giggled. “Russell, what are you doing?” she asked with a very knowing smile.
Then, I thought of a clever response. “Trying to get your attention, of course. I can’t get this thing to turn into an animal,” I said.
She giggled again before moving my hands in the appropriate fashion to turn the air tube into a pony. “There, Russell, now you made an animal,” she said before she kissed me on the cheek. I smiled ear-to-ear before asking, “Want to play a game?”
(A/N: Sorry if the format of the story is strange. I couldn't get it to look normal no matter how hard I tried.)